“With trembling hands, Zach opened the front cover and flipped to the dedication page. "To Zachary Easton, my editor. Fuck you.”

“I really shouldn’t leave,” Zach said, terrified what would happen the second he found himself alone with Nora.“Come on, Zach. This party sucks and not in the good way. I’ve had pap smears more fun than this.”Zach covered a laugh with a cough.“I must admit you do have a way with words.”

“We made a deal. I can top, but not bottom." "Are you secretly a gay man?" Zachary eyed her curiously.”

“Excuse me," Zach began, trying to regain control of this conversation, "but didn't I repeatedly insult you this morning?""Your kvetching was very fetching. I like men who are mean to me. I trust them more." -Zach to Nora”

“S&M is as psychological as it is physical and sexual, Zach. Imagine being as deep inside a woman’s mind as you are inside her body.”

“What’s your favourite position?”“I usually play winger.”“Zach, I adore you, but you can’t make soccer jokes during phone sex. It just isn’t done.”

“My God, did you just say 'fuck'? You're a good, clean Methodist. You don't swear.”